Chapter 215 I want you to return home with your national flag and a name.
The Martyrs' Park is usually deserted. Meng Zhiyi registered at the gate, then took out a small white flower from his pocket, put it on his chest, and walked in alone.
What catches the eye are rows of tombstones and lush, tall pine trees.
The bright sunlight shines through the gaps between the branches and falls on the tombstone, making it dazzling and eye-catching.
In this midsummer, the scorching sun that she usually complained about the most seemed exceptionally mild at this moment.
Not dry or stuffy, just warm.
She walked very slowly, and every time she passed a tombstone, she would pause for a few seconds to look at the martyrs on the tombstone.
Then I silently counted in my heart, how many people were forever frozen in the prime of their youth, how many people left forever when their family was happy, and how many people became immortal memories when they were full of vigor and vitality.
Meng Zhiyi didn’t know how many heroic souls were buried in this cemetery. She just wanted to know whether the people in her memory were here.
For a long time...
Meng Zhiyi finally saw a familiar face.
But behind this tombstone is a whole row of tombstones without names or photos.
She stood there motionlessly, her eyes fixed on the photo on the monument.
Then she took the photo out of her pocket.
This is the photo I took at Chi Xia’s house before.
With just one glance, Meng Zhiyi found the owner of the tombstone in front of him from the photo.
"Twenty-one years old..."
Meng Zhiyi took a step forward, placed his hand on the stele, and whispered, "If I remember correctly, you were only 21 years old that year."
She closed her eyes and breathed with difficulty.
In the memory she recovered, Lin Chuan was shot in the head, but he did it to block it for her.
In order to cover the retreat of the hostages and comrades, Wang Yanjun used his body as a shield and was blown to pieces.
The other teammates also fell one by one while following her in hunting down the enemy.
Until the reinforcements arrived, all the thirty people except her were killed.
At that time, she thought that she could drag the enemy down with her to die in the explosion.
As a result, the facts now tell her that the man is not dead.
The sacrifice of these people became a complete joke in that person's eyes.
Meng Zhiyi has never been an emotional person. Even if it means breaking bones and cutting flesh, she can always face the enemy with the most arrogant attitude.
But at this moment, she stood here, looking at the interlaced tombstones, and could no longer hold back her tears.
Under the scorching sun, she seemed to see the smiling faces of those passionate souls again.
I heard them calling me one by one, and talking about going home together over and over again.
While traveling through countless small worlds, she always felt that she was alone and had no companions.
Every time a mission ended and someone died in various tragic ways, Meng Zhiyi felt sad at the same time.
Because no one would feel guilty or sad about her death, and no one would care about the death of a vicious person.
Everyone was celebrating and cheering.
But she never imagined that she once had companions and was trusted by others.
Meng Zhiyi's knees went weak and he fell to the ground the next second, crawling in front of the tombstone, sobbing like a sad deer.
From silent tears to restrained sobs...
Finally, she could no longer suppress the sadness that was sweeping over her heart and burst into tears.
The sun quietly hid in the clouds. The sky was clear the previous second, but in an instant it was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.
Bean-sized raindrops poured down.
When Lin Luoluo arrived with an umbrella, she saw Meng Zhiyi kneeling in the rain.
At first she didn't recognize him, until she got closer and then she could see the person clearly in the rain.
"Zhiyi!" Lin Luoluo's voice was trembling. She hurried forward, holding an umbrella to shield her from the rain while helping her up.
Meng Zhiyi raised her head stiffly, and when she saw that it was Lin Luoluo, waves of guilt almost overwhelmed her.
"I'm sorry..." Meng Zhiyi's eyes were full of self-blame and guilt.
If Lin Chuan hadn't blocked that bullet for her, he wouldn't have become a vegetable, and Lin Luoluo wouldn't have suffered so much.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
Meng Zhiyi couldn't tell Lin Luoluo the truth. She was afraid that Lin Luoluo would blame her after knowing the truth.
She could only say sorry over and over again.
Lin Luoluo was confused and had no idea why Meng Zhi wanted to say these three words to her.
Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Lin Luoluo didn't care about anything else and just threw away the umbrella and held her in his arms.
"Zhiyi, Zhiyi, do you still recognize me?"
"Don't be sad, okay?"
Lin Luoluo also had no idea why Meng Zhiyi appeared here.
While comforting him, she looked up at the tombstone that Meng Zhiyi had just faced.
She thought that perhaps the owner of this tomb knew Meng Zhiyi.
"Zhiyi, you just got out of the hospital, you can't get wet in the rain like this."
"Shall we go home?"
Lin Luoluo was worried about her and coaxed her gently.
But the more she did this, the more guilty Meng Zhiyi felt.
After a while, the rain got heavier.
Meng Zhiyi released all the emotions in his heart, and then he slowly regained his sanity.
"Lolo..." Her voice was a little hoarse, and she asked, "Why are you here?"
Hearing this, Lin Luoluo looked carefully for a few seconds before making sure that Meng Zhiyi's mood had calmed down.
She picked up the umbrella again and held it over their heads, and replied softly, "Today is the day my dad comes back, and it's also the day they...come home."
"I remember when I was little, my father told me when he returned to the army that if he died one day, we should not worship him during the Qingming Festival, but on the day he returned home."
"Because... my family is waiting, and they are waiting too."
Meng Zhiyi's emotions, which had just calmed down, surged again after hearing these words.
She turned her head away, trying hard to suppress the sadness in her heart.
At this time, the cemetery's caretaker came over with an umbrella and shouted from a distance that they should not stay there any longer.
Meng Zhiyi moved his numb legs, supported himself on the ground with his hands, and slowly stood up.
"Lolo, go back with the guard to take shelter from the rain first. I'll pay my respects and they'll come."
"Then I'll leave the umbrella to you." Lin Luoluo didn't ask too many questions. After she finished speaking, she handed the umbrella to her, then turned around and trotted away.
In the heavy rain, raindrops hit the umbrella with a crackling sound.
Meng Zhiyi looked deeply at his teammates with whom he had once fought side by side, and then bowed deeply.
"Don't worry, I, Meng Zhiyi, swear on my life."
"I will use the blood of my enemies to cleanse your path to reincarnation."
"I want you to return home in glory, wearing the national flag and with a name."
After leaving the Martyrs' Park, Lin Luoluo wanted to send Meng Zhiyi home, but she declined.
The two finally separated at the bus stop.
After Meng Zhiyi watched the bus that Lin Luoluo was riding go away, he didn't know what to do for a moment.
She stood at the bus stop, watching the cars coming and going in the rain, and realized that in this big world, there seemed to be no place for her.
Stood for a long time.
Meng Zhiyi took out his water-damaged cell phone and looked at it. Finally, he found a convenience store and borrowed a public phone to call Shen Que.
But after calling again and again, Shen Que never answered.
"I'm sorry, my phone was damaged by water and I can't pay. Can I...can I pay next time?"
Unable to get through to Shen Que on the phone, Meng Zhiyi felt a little helpless.
The shop owner couldn't bear to see her, seeing that she was soaking wet and was a thin and petite girl.
"You don't have to pay if the call didn't go through. Did something happen to you, little girl? The person you called might be busy. Would you like to come in and sit for a while, have a cup of hot water, and try again later?"
"No need... I'll go find him myself." Meng Zhiyi shook her head, turned around and walked into the rain without waiting for the shopkeeper to keep her.